My apologies for no recent updates - like most people (I mean mums) I am rushed off my feet this time of year with organising Christmas type stuff and working. Plus this year I've had Niamh in the equation going back and forward to school so it's been busy.
Niamh's doing well actually (thanks for asking) - she's managing half days at school currently which is great. There's still issues arising here and there and she gets terribly tired but, on the whole, things are going well. She scored 79% in her first science test since returning to school. we were so proud considering how much school she's missed this year. It was all about the lungs, we'll say nothing about the fact that Niamh is now a medical expert and had a chest (lung) x-ray only the day before the test which came up clear (whoop whoop). She knows all manner of medical terms now and has a great interest in sticking with that theme for a job.
She has a busy weekend coming up as she's got plans with friends to venture out to the icy depths that is Edinburghs Winter Wonderland (rather her than me there) which will be challenging I think. She will enjoy it though - hopefully it won't tire her out too much as on Sunday she's going on a day trip to Lapland organised by the Edinburgh based cancer charity F.A.C.E. This involves a 4.30am start and doesn't finish til 10pm. Suffice to say that she may not quite make school on Monday - we'll see. She might go to a later lesson or two. But, what a fantastic experience it'll be for her. They are going sledging with huskies, meeting reindeer, meeting the big man himself (Santa), going on snowmobiles.....the list continues. She's also doing it all on her own without us which is a big step for us all. I obviously tried to see if myself or Paul could go too but there was no space. Ah well - she will have to take loads of pics (as long as her camera doesn't freeze up as apparently it can get down to -35 degrees out there...........brrrrrrr).
Dig me out please - our lodge
A couple of weekends ago we went to Drimsynie nr Lochgoilhead in Argyle (Scotland) and we had a ball just doing absolutely nothing. We had a beautiful lodge with a hot tub (this went down a storm with us all). As you can see from the photo above, it snowed on the Monday as we were due to return home and Paul's car got stuck. There we were without so much as a snow shovel or a pair of wellies between us. The phrase "Julie you might have to push the car" accompanied by a few expletives (mainly from me because I was not relishing that prospect - these hands don't push cars) it all came good though after a somewhat hair raising drive from the site on to the main road home (which included an encounter with a bus on a single track road in the snow - more expletives this time from Paul). The snow disappeared the closer we got to Tranent. The drive back was lovely, going past Loch Lomond blanketed in glittery snow. It was a beautiful sight while it lasted and gives us a wonderful lasting memory of that weekend.
So it was a lovely quiet weekend, no dramas apart from Conor falling down the stairs. That boy's timing is perfect. I'd just put Niamh into the shower and was hanging around upstairs supervising (it was a slippy floored one) when I heard an almightly bang. Conor was flat on his face at the bottom of the stairs. Poor Niamh stepped back out of the shower so I could assess any damage. He was lucky and just had carpet burns on his face and arm, apparently he's tripped on the third from bottom step trying to put his jumper on whilst walking...... What a boy he is! A bit of pop and chocolate (sometimes only Galaxy will do) and he was back in the hot tub with Paul. They enjoyed it in the sunshine, rain and snow that weekend. A myriad of seasons all rolled into one and experienced in the daytime and at night.
Conor is a real character actually. We laugh all the time at some of the things he comes out with. Like asking Paul if he'd rather have a bath with Nicole Scherzinger or Santa Claus? Or telling us that if he has a son when he's older he'd call him Elton John. Hilarious outlook on life. We love him to bits.
So, my next post will be hopefully next week when I can tell you all about Niamh's magical weekend. I can't wait for her to go, I'm so jealous - it's unreal. But, she deserves it!
Until next time........take care